Jane McDowell:
Stephen, you've been drinking.
Stephen Foster:
Jane, will you please...
Jane McDowell:
Don't try and lie to me.
Stephen Foster:
I'm not in the habit of lying.
Jane McDowell:
In a drunken brawl with a common minstrel.
Stephen Foster:
I... oh...
[Exasperated, he sits down]
Jane McDowell:
I could have forgiven you anything. Your crazy moods, your eccentric habits, even your ridiculous songs, but I can't forgive you this. There's no use trying to go on any longer. This is the end and if you can't support Marion, I will. Stephen, I'm leaving you.
Stephen Foster:
Well, if that's the way you feel about it. I'm the one to leave. You and Marion ought to stay here.
[He gets up to go]
Stephen Foster:
And don't worry, I'll always send enough to take care of you both.
Jane McDowell:
Where are you going?
Stephen Foster:
I don't know.
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